Chapter 441 The Demon King’s Weakness!

The giant sword that Su Ming controlled from the sky was the middle-grade epic Dark Moon sword!

Previously, Su Ming placed this weapon in another dungeon world, subjected it to the moonlight, and activated the affix effect.

Now that he has learned the [Heart·Sword Controlling] skill, he can now control the sword across borders!

As long as it is a sword weapon bound to him, and his strength is enough to break through the space of that world, he can summon an envoy from across the world.

Su Ming's eyes were filled with golden light, he held the giant sword in vain, and struck it away with one blow!

This time, he activated the [Original Sword Body]!

The power of all sword techniques increases 60 times!

This was sixty times stronger than when he and Xiang Wuhui fought to learn the sword!

The giant sword slammed into the space crack, shattering the crack into nothingness with one blow, causing it to be swallowed up by the space and dissipated in mid-air.

Xiang Wuhui's eyes were slightly startled, and he turned to stare at Su Ming.

The space cracks created by a true sword master are extremely strong and difficult to break.

But he is only a semi-saint, so the space cracks he cuts are not tough. If there is a slight external force, the cracks will be absorbed and dissipated by the surrounding space.

But even so, the fact that Su Ming was able to break the space cracks he created at his age was enough to frighten him.

"Boy, are you hiding your strength?"

Xiang Wuhui's eyes were cold and he frowned and asked.

"good."

"This junior has learned the Heart Sword, and his swordsmanship has improved greatly."

Su Ming smiled confidently.

"It is vain to want me to leave today."

"We have to stay here to suppress the demon clan!"

"Senior Jiujianzun, let us help you kill Jiutian!"

Su Ming's eyes were sharp.

After saying that, the flying swords soared into the sky, attacking and killing the monsters that were flying out from the Demon Suppression Tower.

Many demon clans have been refined by the Demon Suppressing Tower for thousands of years, and most of their strength has been wiped out, so Su Ming is qualified to be their opponent.

Not to mention ordinary monsters, even the Demon Ancestor, Su Ming, can fight.

He alone can fight several demon ancestors at the same time!

Yan Ze also took action, and the arrows rained down from the sky and flew around the world, turning into white phoenixes and killing the demon clan.

Xiao Ming turned into black light, rose into the sky, and killed demons with his body. It was close to its adult form and now extremely powerful.

Ji Yao, Ni Shuang, Wan Wu, Jiang Yunqing and others also began to attack the demon clan with all their strength!

Although we are not sword cultivators and our skills cannot restrain the demon clan, we are job changers!

This means that they have many skills that the demon clan has never heard of, and they are powerful and powerful.

Seeing this scene, surprise appeared in Xiang Wuhui's eyes.

But soon, that surprise was forgotten by him.

"Haha... It seems that I still can't learn from my senior brother."

He chuckled and drank down the drink in his hand.

"Then today I will accompany you juniors to have a hearty fight!"

He entered a state of drunkenness, and the wooden sword in his hand trembled suddenly, and immediately turned into thousands of flying sword shadows, and the weapons reached the sky and fell like rain.

He stepped on his sword, flew into the air, and killed the contemporary demon king, Zituo!

Hundreds of sword energy swirled around him, and his figure turned into an afterimage. His energy was aloof and his moves were at their peak.

He even had the heart to fly out hundreds of long swords to help Su Ming and others attack the surrounding demon clans.

Zituo's face was expressionless and his eyes were indifferent.

"Jiujianzun."

"Back then, Sword Master Wei Tianhai couldn't defeat me, so he could only break open the space before his death and send you away."

"Now, you dare to take the initiative to come and die."

"Are all Shushan disciples so ridiculous?" He showed a terrifying look and immediately punched!

Purple air was flowing behind him, and the demonic power had become thick and solid, turning into mist. He appeared as a shadow and struck with one blow.

The two of them exchanged blows, flying a hundred meters towards Wuhui, and hit a stone monument hard, causing blood to flow from the corners of their mouths.

Although the realm is the same, he is not a BOSS after all, and his attributes and skill power are far different.

He stood up and coughed up a large mouthful of blood, but still did not forget to drink.

"It tastes good, it tastes good." He smiled handsomely.

"I don't feel any pain at all. It's such a good drink."

After speaking, he even burped.

When Zituo saw this scene, his eyes were filled with contempt.

"Old madman."

"The Wine Sword Master who was so high-spirited back then has now been reduced to drinking to drown his sorrows."

After saying that, he punched me again.

Xiang Wuhui held the wooden sword in his hand and kept urging the sword skills to entangle and break up with him.

The injuries on his body became more and more serious.

Su Ming condensed and forged countless soul power flying swords, and attacked the demon lord!

The demon king smiled coldly and said sarcastically.

"The worm shakes the tree!"

"Xiang Wugui is not my enemy. You, a junior, are just sending yourself to death..."

After saying that, he punched Su Ming's condensed sword canopy.

But in the next moment, shock appeared in his eyes.

Su Ming's sword was terrifyingly powerful, not much worse than Xiang Wuhui's! ?

But even so, it would be difficult to cause serious damage to it.

Its attributes are too high, with a constitution of more than 10,000, and its defense power is extraordinary.

Click, click, click! !

Soul fragments were flying everywhere. The demon king resisted the flying sword and smashed Su Ming's condensed soul blade with the shadow of his fist.

Su Ming looked around with a cold expression.

The sky was full of demon ancestors, using their magic to pursue him and attack desperately, making him unable to attack the BOSS with all his strength.

"Su Ming, you should clean up the demon ancestor first, otherwise we won't be able to fight the demon king head-on!" Xiang Wuhui said.

Su Ming nodded, he also had the same idea.

Xiang Wuhui waved the wooden sword and attacked the demon king again.

Suddenly, Xiang Wuhui's eyes were stern.

He found that the demon power in Zituo's body was not pure and transparent, and there was a lot of demon power given to him by other demon beasts.

The old sword master had rich combat experience and was extremely agile.

He activated the sword flying method, turned into a stream of light, and circled behind Zituo in an instant.

Immediately, he saw... the sword wound.

A very deep and terrifying sword wound.

The trace of the sword, from the first vertebra to the last vertebra, almost completely split his spine, bloody and blurred.

The sword energy remained for a hundred years, and it has not dissipated until now.

"Haha!"

Xiang Wuhui's eyes flashed with shock, and then laughed.

"I understand, I understand!"

He was covered in blood, but he was very excited. He cursed loudly, and his unruly voice spread throughout the sky.

Zituo was frantically slaughtering the demons in the Demon Suppression Tower and seizing their demonic power. It was reasonable that his realm could be restored to the level of Demon Saint.

Although the refining power of the Demon Suppression Tower was strong, it was limited for the Demon Saint.

And after the death of the Shushan disciples, Xiang Wuhui's blood was not enough to accelerate the refining.

So Xiang Wuhui had actually prepared for a big battle with Zituo who had returned to the Demon Saint realm.

However, after Zituo was born, he was still in the semi-saint realm and could not break into the Demon Saint realm!

Now Xiang Wuhui understood the reason.

It turned out that the sword left by his senior brother in the past had caused too much injury and had been suppressing his realm.

Even because the sword energy was too pure, it could not be removed. As a result, the demon energy could not stay in Zituo's body for a long time.

In this case, this great demon king must extract demonic energy from other demons in the Demon Suppression Tower before he can fight.

When Xiang Wuhui saw the injury on his back, Zi Tuo's face was furious, and endless pressure exploded.

He raised his hand and clenched it, and the purple demonic energy in the sky condensed. The demonic power of the demons in the Demon Suppression Tower that had not yet come out was instantly extracted by him.

Then he turned into a demon shadow, appeared behind Xiang Wuhui, and punched out.

Xiang Wuhui flew backwards a thousand meters, breaking several mountains before he barely stopped.

The old sword master's internal organs were all cracked, and his chest ribs were broken!

He was so seriously injured, but there was no despair.

He spat out a large mouthful of blood mixed with minced meat, with a cold smile on his face.

He looked at Su Ming and said loudly.

"Su Ming, stop fighting outside!"

"Enter the Demon Suppression Tower, slaughter the demons inside, cut off the supply of demon power to the Demon King, and the tower will collapse without any attack!"

"Without the demon energy, the Demon King will be powerless, and the demon ancestors who have been refined and are lingering on will have no choice but to die!"

Xiang Wuhui said loudly.